Party at the Noraebang

  

     Hello world, this is Angry Tofu speaking. Today I'm going to tell you about the wonderful phenomenon of Noraebang. Noraebang (노래방 in Korean) can literally be translated to mean "song room". It is a room in which there is a karaoke machine and several chairs for people to sit in. Although the setup sounds simple, Noraebang are immensely popular in Korea, where many adults go with colleagues after work dinners to sing their hearts out.
     So why am I talking about this? The reason is that I went to a Korean restaurant/noraebang this weekend. It was a party my mom put together. It was great. Fabulous. We all herded into this room filled with a couch and a gigantic table, and then tried to figure out the instructions on the remote, which were not in English. After a few unsuccessful attempts, we were able to get the contraption to work, and also discovered that every time a song started, the lights would turn off and a disco ball on the ceiling would start shining colored lights everywhere.
      The best part of all, however, was the television screen displaying the lyrics. For every song that started, a video would also play behind the lyrics. They showed at random, and had absolutely nothing to do with the song that was playing. The best part was that every single one was incredibly dramatic, usually involving car accidents and unrequited love, although it was impossible to be sure because we could only hear the incredibly loud music.
     Possibly the best song/video pairing, unintentionally of course, was when a friend of my mom's decided to sing "Deck the Halls". As soon as the song started up, so did the video. It was about a homeless man. Really? A video showing the grit and grime of street living behind the jaunty tune of a Christmas song? Even better was when, just as the chorus started up, the homeless man on the screen bent down and started smoking the remnants of cigarette butts that had been strewn on the ground. Nice.

So merry Christmas y'all, and I wish that each and every one of you finds your very own cigarette butt-smoking homeless guy.


  

Finals Week

Hello world, this is Angry Tofu speaking. As I said in my last post, finals are quickly approaching. They start next Tuesday.
    My entire high school is losing its mind. Finals are all anyone thinks about, 24/7. We all plan on making study groups, then back out on them because we are too busy studying. The teachers are handing out study guides, and the seniors try to no avail to keep the underclassmen from exploding with anxiety. So how can anyone survive unscathed? Well, personally my guess is that anyone expecting to come out of finals without a few claw marks and bandages will be sorely disappointed. After all, finals are usually about 10-15% of our grades. Good lord.
     Fortunately, my friends and I know the key to survival. There is one way to keep yourself alive, and one way only. And that way is ice cream. If you succeed, eat ice cream. If you fail, also eat ice cream. Either way you win, because while good grades look nice and pave the way to success and all that, ice cream tastes good. And that's really the most important thing.

 

Hee hee hee. 

Bohemian Rhapsody...Calculus Version

Hello world, this is Angry Tofu apologizing. I'm terribly sorry for my recent absence. I know I said about a week (how long has it been?) ago that I would write the next day. I lied.
    Please forgive me, and know that I won't disappoint you in the future (hopefully). Unfortunately this is Finals Season in high school-land, meaning that I've been spending a lot of time studying for the impending tests of doom. Anyway, to apologize I will share with you a super cool video. It's about calculus, but really so much more...

Even if you remember nothing from calculus, this is pretty awesome.

I'm Back!

     Hello World, this is Angry Tofu speaking and I want you all to know that I am back. I have very little to tell you about the month of November; that month was not good to me.
     Now that it is December I am looking forward to the prospect of extremely cold weather, snow, and lights decorating everything. I love winter. I am not a person who likes seasons based on the comfort that they provide weather-wise, instead I tend to like them because of the drama and inspiration they provide. I know, it's very adolescent of me. According to this rubric, summer is my least favorite season. I can't stand the sunshine! Where is the drama in that, people?
      It's a bit late (according to Angry Tofu time) so I am going to have to end this post now. Don't worry, I'll be writing a lot more tomorrow.
     If you find yourself lacking entertainment sources on the internet, I have a temporary solution for you! I recently came across this blog, which I found very amusing

     http://toxichairavenger.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-squishy-in-between.html

Enjoy!